Biography of E.J. Langley
Convicted of a " Vanity Press" in 2000.
Released on February 27th 2012.
Currently lawfully at large.
E.J. Langley's Works:
I Confess (2000)
E.J. Langley Poems
After All This Time
Hearts are broken everyday and I console myself in this
Sunday March 22nd 1998 Vancouver
'You just don't love me enough! ' she says (for years now it seems) and walks away
It Could Be Worse
The cold bite in the air is a grim reminder that I'm here and not there. With a heavy heart I'm here, back here. Back to my life and not there. 'It could always be worse' they say.
It's Not All Bad
What would a scream look like on paper? If I could write a scream I'd have something!
I remind myself that I've already done the hardest thing. That I can't share my peace with those of whom my sickness has tarnished is in part the cost. I must bare this and remember who and what I was.
Rats On Acid
I am the sidewalk I am the dog
The sweet glow of sweat on a warm full breast A thin cotton dress hugs so perfectly her nimble form
The Other Souls
I am just a soul standing among other souls Trapped in the baggage of birth
The sirens sing to each other in the street from asphalt to ambush they echo the cry of the fallen soldier
My Shoulder At Bellini's
Her eyes were pale green and introspective as was her face She watched the door casually
Have Ye Ever Smote Thee A Black Eye?
And as I watched it shed a solitary tear of pure blood and I knew I was seeing it's very soul
The feeling at the heart of things is the infinite reality of poetry It reasons the perspectives are boundless
Mozart (Bless His Silly Heart)
Mozart plays pool on the far table by the window Still mourning the death of his father his great mass is pounding in his head
The Last Day Flower
Who ignored the sunshine
down to the very last day flower
in motor cars
enough to burn an entire battalion of Tibetan monks
whose sole protest was the loss of the day?